Today was the first day that I was able to take my new wheelchair out on the streets and sidewalks. The wheelchair handled the curbs beautifully; much better than my old chair. It seems to handle the bumps and vibration well.The chair moves very quickly, without fishtailing. I can’t wait till it gets warmer out, so I can really see what it can do.
I know I have only advertised one book, but the truth is I have two more books. My poetry book collection is called Reflections of Me; I haven’t advertised it because I do not have a book cover for it. However if you are interested in my poetry, you can purchase it at Amazon.com. The third book is a highly sexual romantic love triangle gone wrong. The book is called Not Your Typical Love Story. I just wanted to share my works with you, just in case you were interested.
I feel really good about myself, because with fiverr.com I am able to make a little extra money on my own. It will never be enough to pay my rent, but I still feel pretty good about it. I hope eventually I can save up for a new computer, because this one is always crashing. I feel much more productive now that I am earning some money on my own.
I am so happy that my new wheelchair came yesterday; it feels so good to be able to move around again on my own. The wheelchair needs a couple of minor adjustments, but that is to be expected. I need a little practice driving it, because it is a little different than my other one. I wish it wasn’t snowing, so I could go outside.
I’m not getting the wheelchair I thought I was, because of a manufacturing problem. I hope I a wheelchair soon.
I was so sick this morning I threw up in the shower. I took 6 ib profen and I still got a headache. I hate headaches like these.
My new chair isn’t here yet and my chair still doesn’t work; I am so frustrated having to be pushed around.I really hate that I got to ask permission every time I went to move around my apartment, I’m so not used to that.
The funny thing is what is appealing to us often isn’t good for us. Like most women would rather have a cocky bad boy, than a stable dependable guy. I always want the unattainable guy; I almost never like guys who like me back. Here’s something some of you might have a hard time grasping; I would never date somebody in a wheelchair. I got enough difficulties dealing with my own disability, I don’t want to deal with somebody else’s.